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Ryan Oakes

Internet Famous

 

Internet Famous

(album: A Series Of Unfortunate Events - 2019)


I just blew a thousand on a shirt
My ego's feeling good while my pocket's feeling hurt
Just to show the world I'm important
Check out all my worth
They linkin all my pics and now I feel reassured
I hope they son't forget me
It's been a few hours and nobody text me
Now I think hate me, It's crazy
Don't let me think that the world isn't gonna accept me
I already reject me and honestly

Why you hating just cause you're anonymous
I don't need more damage to my confidence
You acting like there ain't gonna ever be no consequence
At least I'm confident in your incompetence

I don't wanna die living in a lie
Hiding from the truth
I really think that I should take my own advice
I'll pay a crazy price
For a momentary high and a couple thousand likes
Just wanna say fuck it, I hate it
I made it, The hatred is weighing on me
I can't take it
You're guilty and shameless
And act like it's painless while tryna be internet famous

Spent a couple hundred on a belt
Figured I should love my fit cause I'll never love myself
I rely on the opinions given by everyone else
They don't gotta sense of self, so it never really helps
They just fuel the addiction
I'm sick of myself and I need a prescription
All my superstitions
Got me worshiping things that don't matter to me
Like they're my new religion and all of it's fiction

Wanna be so real but, I look online
When the days get gray, I don't get sunshine
I just post that pic right around lunchtime
And I get that high when I get some likes

I don't wanna die living in a lie
Hiding from the truth
I really think that I should take my own advice
I'll pay a crazy price
For a momentary high and a couple thousand likes
Just wanna say fuck it, I hate it
I made it, The hatred is weighing on me
I can't take it
You're guilty and shameless
And act like it's painless while tryna be internet famous

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